A Tourist Snapshot
Twin peaks. But one lay flat
in Reflection Lake – a gleaming image
of Rainier, inverted at our feet;
a snow cone wrapped
in a deep blue skirt,
with fir trees crowding black around;
a scene to breathe in,
to draw up from the water;
and absorb; to print on the mind
A car was heard. It was coming fast.
With a skid it stopped; a window dropped; a camera clicked; the car sped off.
A tourist had just passed.